קַדְּשׁ֤וּ עָלֶ֙יהָ֙ מִלְחָמָ֔ה ק֖וּמוּ וְנַעֲלֶ֣ה בַֽצָּהֳרָ֑יִם א֥וֹי לָ֙נוּ֙ כִּי־פָנָ֣ה הַיּ֔וֹם כִּ֥י יִנָּט֖וּ צִלְלֵי־עָֽרֶב׃
"Engagez l’attaque contre elle! Debout! Donnons l’assaut en plein jour. Hélas! Déjà le jour décline et les ombres du soir s’allongent.
Song of Songs
["My Beloved turned to me, etc."] — until the sun (i.e., my sins, the golden calf and the spies,)] blackened [me as in the heat of day], and the [protective] shadows [i.e., my merits] fled. [I made] You turn away [from me], my Beloved, like a roe or like a young hind on the distant hills.